I love that my daughter loves to read and we read no less than eight books on any given day and sometimes as many as twenty or thirty depending on the to do list and the weather. It is a good thing we have a great library system here or I would be broke. And I won't even get started on the struggle I have had now that Scholastic has entered our lives.
One thing I have noticed lately is I am struggling to find time to read my own books. It's not like a toddler is going to say, "Sure Mommy, I'll sit here quietly and play while you read a chapter or two of Dan Brown." Especially not when there is The Gruffalo and Fancy Nancy and a hundred other books I could be reading to her.
I don't mind. One of my favorite childhood memories was reading with my mom. Whether we were cuddled up together on the couch or she was reading the next book in the Babysitter's Club series while I roller skated circles in the garage, I loved to listen. And I loved reading to myself.
Even now, while I appreciate the ease of my kindle on trips, I still prefer a solid book and the ability to turn a paper page. There is something soothing to my soul about the sound of an actual page turning.
I used to read for a little while in the afternoon or evening as a way to unwind. Now as schedules change and different needs are required that time has become my time to exercise. I used to read sometimes while riding my stationary bike but since the birth of my daughter I have been unable to use my bike due to tailbone discomfort. And for a while I even read while I walked if my walks were confined to the house due to weather or sleeping child but I find it a little more challenging these days with pregnancy making me a little more prone to dizziness.
The other day I was on the library website because I had heard of a parenting book that sparked my interest. It is called "How to Talk so Little Kids Will Listen." My main frustration right now being the feeling that talking to a two-year-old is much like talking to the wall, obviously this book peaked my curiosity. I was thinking to myself that this would be a way to "make" myself find a time to read again and I was trying to find the positive feeling of that without letting overwhelm creep in. But as I went to check it out I saw an option. Would I like the cd audio version?
I love books. I love to read. It has been a long time since I just sat and had someone read to me but I sure loved it in my youth. And here was an option that provided me the opportunity to hear this book without carving out a special time for reading. I have a twenty plus minute commute each day that is normally spent wandering the depths of my mind. And let me tell you that is not always a good thing.
After just two days I am loving this new way to commute. I love feeling like my commute is productive and even fun. I love accepting help and having someone read to me so I don't have to struggle to rearrange my schedule. Someday I will get back to reading daily. But for now I am grateful to accept this form of reading.
I'm grateful for our library system. I'm grateful for audio books and a whole new platform being open to me. I'm grateful to enjoy reading and being read too and I'm so grateful my daughter shares this love with me. I'm grateful for all the amazing authors out there with their own styles and creativity to share. I'm grateful to accept help and have my needs met. I'm grateful for all the experiences and knowledge I have received through my love of reading. I'm grateful for all the memories I have have of my mom reading to me and I'm grateful to build some of those memories with my daughter as well.
What is one way you can accept help? What was the last book you read that you loved? Do you have a favorite book from childhood?
May today remind us that help is a wonderful thing. May we accept help in the ways we are comfortable and make time for the things we love. Have a beautiful day!